1. That Girl

Bruce's POV 

The corners of my lips lifted a bit when I glanced one more look at her. She flipped a tendril of her black hair behind her ear and I wished I could do it myself but I wasn't quick enough.  

I've always loved my best friend, Starla. She was the epitome of beauty for me. She was slim with black short hair and average heighted.  

Her face had tiny freckles which drew me more and more closer to her and I couldn't talk to her without looking into her intoxicating brown eyes. 

I never knew she felt the same about me until the day I confessed my feelings to her. Things got even better when I proposed to her and she didn't even hesitate before accepting. 

I didn't care about our age difference with me being three months older than her but all I cared about was the love I had for her. 

With my gaze on the road, I intertwined our fingers with my right hand while my left was on the steering wheel and I smirked when she blushed. I was taking her to my parents, to introduce her to them. 

When we got to the place, the security guy opened the gates and I moved my car inside. 

"Are you nervous Star?" I asked and she nodded. 

"A little. Will your parents like me?" She asked.  

"Yeah..of course they will..I mean why won't they?" I asked.  

"Well duh, they don't know much about me." She rolled her eyes and I chuckled as we both got down and went inside.  

She looked around as we climbed the flight of the staircase till the large hall came to our view. My brows furrowed at what I saw. 

My parents were there alright but another couple who looked the same age as them were sitting opposite them.  

What the fuck was going on? 

"Oh Bruce, you're here." Mom chuckled. "With Samantha.." She muttered. 

"Mom, what's going on?" I asked walking forward with Starla. 

"Um..Melane, that's our son I told you about and the girl beside him is just his friend." Mom explained and the woman nodded looking at me with approval. 

"Mom, please explain everything that's going on," I grumbled. 

“Sweetheart, take a seat first, please.” 

“No mom, tell me what the fuck is going on!” 

"Okay,.." She grinned. "So we've arranged a marriage between you and Sanchez's daughter." She replied.  

"What. The. Fuck?!" I muttered under my breath. Starla tensed up beside me and I clenched my jaw as anger bubbled up in me. 

"Mom, don't joke with me, how could you arrange a marriage for me without my consent?" I gritted. 

"Now son, calm down.." My dad ordered and I inwardly scoffed. 

Like, the shit that was going on was nonsense.  

"We arranged marriage for you because you never brought a woman here even once to deem her your girlfriend." Mom reminded me. 

"So? It still doesn't mean you should take matters into your own hands. Besides, I want to marry Starla." I said, slightly raising her hand on mine. My heart ached when her eyes turned glassy. 

"It's too late.." Mom said. 

"What the..I haven't even seen that so-called girl!" I said. 

"Ah, there she is." Melane said. I raised my head and looked at the girl approaching from the restroom. 

"Meet our daughter, Goldivia." Mr. Sanchez grinned and my eyes twitched into a glare. 

Oh, she was damn beautiful. She had long ginger hair, curvy but slim body. She was short though, like she would reach half of my chest. But, I didn't get attracted to her beauty or whatsoever. 

"Mom, dad, I won't marry this..this girl." I said looking at them. “No disrespect Melane, your daughter isn't bar, I don't know her not to even talk about love and marriage.” 

"But son, she's the only ideal woman we could get for you." Mom pleaded. 

"Well, did you think about what I wanted? I want marry Starla the that's fucking final. I don't give a fuck about what you say. I will not marry her." I pointed to that girl. 

There was an awkward silence and the other couple left with their daughter and it was just left with us. 

"OK fine." Dad said. "If you want to marry her, it's cool." He pursed his lips. Weight lifted off my chest and I hugged Starla. 

"But.."  

Shit. 

"Well go for a genotype test. We got Goldie's test already and hers was AA." He announced and even though fear crept into me, I agreed with confidence.  

*** 

"Bruce, I'm scared, what if-" 

"No, don't think that way." I said cupping her cheeks. We had already arrived at the hospital and gone for the test and we were waiting for the results. 

My parents and the other couple were sitting somewhere chatting. I was leaning on the wall with my arm over Starla's shoulder and Glenda or whatever her name was stood some feet away from us 

Why were they even here?! 

"Everything will be okay." I kissed her cheek. 

"Hope so." She muttered.  

Moments later, the doctor came out with a brown envelope in his hands. 

"The results." Starla muttered and we gathered around.  

The doctor cleared his throat, "Mr. Lee's genotype is AS and that of Starla Guldonie's is AS too. So if they decide to have kids, it will be very risky. I even checked their rhesus factor and it showed some really negative results." He said and my heart fell. 

I just wished everything was a dream. Like what the fuck?  

A tiny gasp escaped Starla's lips  

"Thank you doc." My dad said taking the file and the doctor left. 

"So there you have it Bruce, you're marrying Miss Sanchez." He announced and I gulped down the lump in my throat.  

"Starla, don't cry honey, you'll find someone better." Mom consoled me and anger rushed into me at the thought of Starla going after someone else. Then I glared at my mom 

*** 

"Bruce, what's gonna happen now?" She whimpered. I had just reached her house and we were still in my car. 

"I don't even know." I said. I was so sad and so fucking angry at my parents. 

I cupped her cheeks and placed my lips on hers. For a while, I forgot about everything and focused on kissing her. 

I had to get something in mind. There was no way I was going to marry that girl.